Aurora Borealis Alternate Ending

A warm cocoon of thick afghan blankets is shed exposing my skin to the frigid air. The darkness has painted a black coat of paint over my eyes rendering them useless. Guided by the walls, I descend down my staircase; it creaks beneath my exposed feet. A sliver of light reaches my pupils, awakening them, and leads me closer to the source of illumination, red and green bulbs twinkling on our Christmas tree. My sister, wearing purple sweatpants with a copious amount of holes, is awake and sitting on the lazy boy recliner. My parents, lethargic and coffee in hand, sit down next to my sister. Like an eagle mercycily attacks its prey and wrapping paper is red with snowmen. The Christmas tree is shining brightly. I rip the package open quickly,

The two men lay in the snow, listening to the branches creak in the forest. Silence. A crow cawed in the distance, interrupting the calm only for a second. As the two men’s fate approached, they began to perceive things that they had never experienced before. All the crackling, shuffling, and whistling became crystal clear to them, and they wondered how they had never heard these sounds before. Little shimmers and sparkles caught their eyes as if to tell them to enjoy their last moments in this world. Frost glittered in the slivery moonlight, cascading upon them through an opening in the dense canopy

A lone candle burns into the senseless night. Its wax trickling down its side. I stare at the clock and it is barely half past nine, yet time seems to stand still. I stare at the window and investigate the nasty mesmerizing blizzard falling outside my window. I could not grasp anything other than the snow. All I can do is moan as each passing second this bloody snow lingers and destroys my vision of a perfect Christmas, in which Santa would come and visit me in my sleep. At the time I was only four but I treasured Christmas and the snow surrounding it. Little did I know the damage that it would entail into my life.

The boy lay there next to his father keeping each other warm from the chilling atmosphere where they set camp. The air was so moist it turned the dirt into damp mud and the boy could feel his sleeping bag submerge into it. The intimidating glare of an owl examining him sent a tingle up his spine. The sounds of bugs chiming filled the ambience, killing the silence giving him a sense of security. He looked up at the twilight sky illuminated by the blinding shimmer of the full moon gleaming through the forest trees over him. Surrounding it was an array of glimmering stars prompting the sky alive. As his body grew accustomed to the environment, each natural attribute gave him comfort and allowed him to slowly fall into a deep sleep.

Even being surrounded by unfamiliarly, the ladies felt at home in this quaint but spacious hut. The old crone like voice spoke again, asking the girls to stay for tea. The girls entertained the idea and sat at the small table where the tea was already placed, even though they could have sworn it wasn't that way a few seconds ago. A few moments later a cat with indigo eyes jumped on Ygritte's lap, nudging its head against her. The cat then jumped on the table and moves over to Beckah, giving her the same treatment as Ygritte. The girls notice a young woman descending through a hatch from the upper portion of the hut. The youthful women inquired why the girls were visiting her

During the very beginning of the story, the author is playing in the woods near the end of her street when she finds the kitten. The kitten is covered in leaves and twigs, and yellow boogers are coming out of its eyes. She is glad that the kids she plays with are not there, because sometimes they can be mean. When the kitten makes a pitiful noise, she is very reassuring to it and says, “Don’t worry.” “Everything will be okay.” She shows the trait of caring by comforting the sickly kitten. She strokes its scabby head until the meowing is replaced by faint purrs.

Yesterday, while in her care the beloved cat, Doodle Dee, had escaped. Consequently, 14 years old Olivia is terrified to tell her grandma about this absolute tragedy. She hates confrontations of any kind and the loss of the cat was bound to bring a serious one with her hot-tempered Grandma. Olivia is an extremely shy teenager. Her trademark clothing says a lot about her: long black skirt, sneakers, and a leather jacket as to not to be noticed and, most of the time wears sunglasses. In addtion, she spends most of her time in her room alone on her iPad.

“Rose, come up for dinner!” I heard my mom shout from upstairs in the dining hall. I headed up stairs, but I thought that I saw my kitten on the

‘I came over to make sure you got back okay,’ she said. ‘I was worried.’

Excited for her arrival, he set up her feeding, sleeping and litter box area, all before he had picked her up from the shelter. Sitting down with the carrier on his bed, he opened the door. The fur ball stayed inside and wouldn't come out. Loki waited patiently. Well, patiently for Loki. After a few minutes, he reached in and pulled her out. Once free of her cage, she immediately ran up his arm, onto his shoulder and underneath the back of his long, black, hair...and stayed there. Trying to reach for her, the kitten's claws gripped his shirt and would not let go. Sighing, he reached for a book and leaned back against the headboard. After a while, he felt her begin to purr. He smiled.

On the First Day of the Fifth Moon, denizens all around the castle were startled when the usually calm home was disrupted by loud noises and various colors of light within the sky. The sudden commotion caused people to depart what activities they had been doing to travel where the disturbance was the loudest. Inside the Gate Courtyard, denizens and the Royal Army stood, watching and waiting for something to reveal itself as the reason behind the disquietude of the sky. Just as they were to move for an exit, green and purple lights zoomed through the sky and landed in the courtyard with a boom.

One day, I was walking home after a hard day studying for the math exam. The sun had gone to sleep and the moon took his place as the darkness surrounded me. The night, it surrounded everything, ate anything stay in its way, it would never hold back and demolish everything. It was frosty as I was locked in a fridge. The street was quiet and derelict, the way that the glow the streetlight glow was eerie,

It was a beautiful, full moon. The sort of moon that shines down rays of light illuminating the darkened streets. Not a breath of wind stirred in the darkness. The night was warm but the girl felt chilled to the bone. She hurried along; bare feet padding silently through the dark alleyways, hoping her parents wouldn’t catch her out this late. She knew she shouldn’t stay at Max’s house too late but he somehow always talked her into it. She speed walked through the narrow streets, feeling like the old Victorian houses were looking down at her with accusing glares. Yes she thought I am almost there! As she rounded the last corner and saw her house, standing silently along with the others. No lights were on and she couldn’t see ay movement

During the beginning of the story when she finds the kitten in the woods, she demonstrates the trait of caring by saying “Don’t worry.” “Everything will be okay.” She really cares about the kitten and its well being. She tries to comfort the kitten and make it feel safe.

Sneaking out the house at midnight for the fourth time this week. I slowly slink out the front and the brisk night air tickles my cheeks. Closing the door, I endure the most painful silence as the ever so slight noise may wake my sister. It finally shuts and I wait for a moment to see if anyone rushes to find who left or entered the house. After a few minutes, I decide it's safe to go. I walk down the driveway as the midnight breeze embraces me. As I reach the sidewalk, I look to the moon. It's tender white light illuminates the sky, but is polluted by the harsh yellow light spewing from the street lamps. Despite how ugly the street lamp light is, it still does the job of providing adequate quite well. I turn left down the street and head toward